After All

There is only love,

And living quietly with the consequences of impulsive decisions.

The love is resting now. It is exhausted, embattled, but not broken.

It waits hopefully for the morning.

A new day, a new month, Sivan.

Sivan surely is the month of a great love, the greatest-

In these days we must be at peace with ourselves.

We must look pain in the eye and say

‘I accept you Torah, because I am the survivor of generations.’

And the generations do not sit heavy on our shoulders.

In Sivan, they retreat silently,

They form a circle around us

And we are filled with light in dark times.